Nightfall Chapter 61: Two tough speeches

The practitioners under the big green tree have been paying attention to the young man and woman next to the stream. They know very well that although the bookworm has a gentle temperament, he rarely treats men with the slightest color. The young man talked very happily and couldn't help whispering, guessing the identity and origin of the young man.

Some people who had vaguely guessed Ning Que’s identity earlier confirmed their guess through this scene. The shock in my heart turned into fear. I don’t know if I should go to salute the legendary academy master. Instead, you should remain silent so as not to upset the other party.

The noble son of the Southern Jin Dynasty noticed the changes in the atmosphere in the room, and the few casual cultivators who were around to please him seemed a little restless. Yu Guang glanced at the two figures in Jianbian, and his face suddenly became gloomy.

He is a distinguished person, but this time he personally came to Lanke Temple to participate in the Yulan Festival. In addition to representing the Southern Jin imperial family to show respect to Master Qishan who has a great favor to the Southern Jin, the more important reason is that he Knowing that the bookworm will come, he wants to show his sincerity to the other party through this move, and even faintly hopes that if he can get the promise of Master Qishan to solve the puzzle, he may accomplish beautiful things with that woman in Washan.

The Southern Jin imperial family once privately tested the mind of the bookworm, but was turned down. This noble son sank several letters to the sea, and learned that Moshan Mountain is not an ordinary girl. Today, after entering Washan Mountain, in order not to let him She feels that she is entangled and unhappy, always suppressing her desire to get close to her, acting in a calm and calm manner, just wanting her to leave a good impression on herself.

While this noble son shook his shoulders gently, chatting with the practitioners in a reserved and gentle manner, and somewhat nervously guessing whether Mo Shanshan would look at him quietly, with a look of appreciation in his eyes, thinking that he was wise At that moment, he suddenly discovered that the woman she admired didn't care about herself at all, but went to the stream with a man who didn't know where she came from, whispering, and smiling so happily!

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The suspicious glances and soft guesses of those practitioners under the green tree attracted Ning Que's attention. It was hard to hide his keen perception, especially the gloomy face of the Nanjin noble son who had met in Lanke Temple yesterday morning, and he couldn't escape his eyes, and he couldn't help but frown slightly.

Thinking of certain things, he must also admit that if he ignores the character and morals and considers his identity and family, that Nanjin noble son is probably the most suitable target for bookworms in the world. If you want to talk about character and morality. He didn't have those things himself, and when he thought of this, he felt unhappy inexplicably.

Ning Que looked at the noble son of the Southern Jin Dynasty under the green tree. Asked: "Are you here with that person?"

Mo Shanshan shook his head.

For some reason, it was confirmed that she was not the Lanke Temple who came with the noble son of the Southern Jin Dynasty, and the unhappy mood in Ning Que's heart suddenly disappeared. He smiled and said, "But he must have followed you."

Mo Shanshan doesn't know why he said this.

A slightly cold autumn breeze arises from the bottom of the stream, blowing along the stone flats, and there is a rustling noise in the big green trees. However, the branches and leaves in the canopy are too dense to be blown by the wind. The shirt of the noble Southern Jin prince was also lifted by the wind for a moment, and the bright yellow belt suddenly disappeared.

"I know he is the Prince of Southern Jin Dynasty." Ning Que said.

Mo Shanshan is slightly surprised.

Ning Que said with a smile: "I met in Lanke Temple yesterday, and I had some small disputes. But you know, I have a mild temperament now, so even if he asked me what it was, I didn't tell him. In my eyes, he doesn’t even count things, because I dealt with him earlier. He once wanted to buy my chicken soup post to please you, that time I really made his face red and swollen. Now There is really no interest in him anymore."

Mo Shanshan looked down at the mountain stream under the cliff and smiled silently.

Ning Que thought she didn't know the story of the stolen cultural relics auction of Lao Bi Zhai, so she told it again. Flirtingly said: "Mr. Thirteen doesn't reward your Nanjin prince's face. It is this loud slap in the face."

Mo Shanshan raised his head. Smiling and asked: "Are you proud?"

Ning Que thought for a while, and said, "I felt very proud at the time, and I felt a little proud at this time."

"That's really proud."

Mo Shanshan nodded, then said: "Actually I know this."

Ning Que thought that since you knew it, he even said it excitedly, it was really embarrassing.

Mo Shanshan looked into his eyes and said with a faint smile, "Help me drive away a suitor of mine, should I thank you? Or are you just proud to let me miss you all by myself and become lonely? Lifetime?"

Ning Que's body is slightly stiff, and he doesn't know how to answer this.

"The most troublesome thing is that everyone in the world knows about this, so what do you think the world will think of me, and how will you think of the way you think of me?"

Mo Shanshan said with some embarrassment: "Since things are not feasible, it is not appropriate for you to do this."

"I was wrong, I was really wrong, I shouldn't have been like that..."

Ning Que looked sideways to her and apologized: "I have been making mistakes from before to today, I hope you can forgive me."

His apology is very sincere and rare.

Mo Shanshan couldn’t be pleased. His eyes like Minghu were slightly rippling, a little disappointed and slightly sour. He reluctantly smiled and said: “The Daoist is right. You are the first-class shameless person in the world. It's fast, and sincerely it always makes people feel as if it is someone else who is wrong, and you are the innocent one."

Ning Que was silent, and only then discovered that no matter how elegant a woman is, once trapped by something, she is no different from any woman in the world, and she will always find countless reasons for anger.

Of course he knows that he can only take it honestly, because he was really wrong, and after a little thought, he said seriously: "In order to make you feel that my apology is more sincere, I decided to do one thing."

Mo Shanshan asked: "What's the matter?"

Ning Que said with a smile: "When Sangsang recovers from his illness, I will rush back to Chang'an City as quickly as possible, and then go to the Royal University Scholars' Mansion to **** the chicken soup post and send it to you. "

Mo Shanshan smiled and said: "You already have a lot of posts in the study next to Mochi."

Ning Que was a little helpless, and asked: "Then how can I make you happy?"

Mo Shanshan looked into his eyes and said, "There is no note you wrote to me in the study next to Mochi."

This is a request that has been repeated many times. She herself feels a little bit self-conscious and ashamed as her cheeks are gradually blushing, but she still looks at his eyes bravely and firmly.

Ning Que did not dare to look directly at her eyes, looked at the mountain stream in front of him, and was silent.

Mo Shanshan sighed in his heart. No longer say anything, looking at the mountain stream, calm and silent.

The scenery of the mountains in autumn is extremely beautiful, the mountain stream is quiet and there is the sound of water, and there is no sound by the stream.

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The speculations of the practitioners under the big green tree all point to the same object.

This puzzle is really simple. The bookworm has been in the world for several years after his debut. A silent man who can stand side by side with her and watch the mountain view. There was always that person.

With the voice of the person who had guessed Ning Que's identity, the guess became a reality, and people were sure of the man standing next to the bookworm. It is Ning Que, the fabled Mr. Thirteen of the Academy! Shocked soft voices rang from the crowd, and even if people suppressed themselves no matter how hard they were, they still could not control their reactions.

Looking at the two figures beside Jian. The prince of the Southern Jin Dynasty had a pale face, and his hands out of his sleeves trembled because of anger and jealousy. No matter how much he wanted to maintain his demeanor, he still couldn't control his emotions.

After a moment of silence, someone finally couldn't help but walked towards the stream. Someone took the lead, and naturally more people followed. In a very short time, the big green tree became empty.

The ashlar that was still crowded before. Suddenly became extremely quiet. The Southern Jin national player sitting on the chessboard was thinking hard without noticing it, while the yellow-robed old monk of Lanke Temple who was in charge of the endgame judgment rarely noticed, and raised his head somewhat unexpectedly. , Glanced at Jian.

When the practitioner under the green tree took the first step. Ning Que felt it. He turned around and watched the dozens of cultivators coming towards him. He couldn't help but calculate at the fastest speed. When these people rushed over, what means should he and Mo Shanshan use to respond. In order not to be squeezed down the mountain stream, he glanced at the black carriage and confirmed that the **** horse was on guard, before he was relieved.

Those cultivators didn’t really squeeze Ning Que down the mountain stream, but rather measured it, even with some kind of natural awe. When there was still a few meters away from the stream, they were tacitly at the same time. Stop.

"Song Guo Li Dao Ren pays homage to Mr. Thirteen."

"Late Lin Ruoyu met the seniors in the college."

"In Xia Huayin, I would like to invite everyone to Ning as a teacher."

Everyone respectfully saluted Ning Que, either with a restrained look, or an excitement that was difficult to suppress. Some people's voices trembled slightly, and some people's voices were even a little bit changed in excitement. Everyone could feel excited.

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This is the world of Haotian. Taoism naturally has the absolute supremacy in the world of spiritual practice. Most of the practitioners of Washan after coming to Lanke Temple today are also Taoists.

It's just that the faint confrontation between Dao Sect and the academy is all happening in the dark shadow of history. It takes place among those truly strong who call the wind and the rain, and has nothing to do with these ordinary practitioners.

They only know that the mountain behind the academy is an unknown place in the legend.

Those master disciples in the back of the academy are the legendary masters of the world.

For the practitioners in the world, the so-called superhuman beings are always walking in the clouds, occasionally appearing in the red dust but hard to find. Most practitioners have no chance to meet these real superhuman beings in their entire lives .

Even in all the unknowable places, the academy is the only place that is connected to the world, but practitioners outside the Tang Dynasty basically have no chance to meet the disciples in the back mountain of the academy.

Today they finally saw it, and they didn’t watch those world-famous imperial swords flying through the sky from a distance, but with such close contact, even being able to say a few words with each other, how could they not be excited? Excited?

Regardless of whether this opportunity will bring any benefits to their long road of cultivation, but at least in the future before their old age and body decline will return to the glory of Haotian, they can recall to their younger disciples a certain year in Wa The story of Shanlanke Temple proudly and contentedly talked about how approachable Mr. Thirteen was at that time.

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Ning Que has never been conscious of a world-class expert. After he finally succeeded in reaching the top and entering the second floor of the academy, he would still go to Hongxiuzhao to drink, chat with neighbors in Lin 47 Lane, and bring The student in the front yard went out of the frontier fortress. I don’t know how many people have been in contact with the world. Although he has clearly noticed that the attitudes of the world towards him are gradually different over the years, he still doesn’t care much because he still lives in the world and has not passed away. .

This is related to his being a member of the Academy. It is because of his own experience and temperament. If he really wanted to be born, he had to break the relationship between the world, but before the success of his revenge, he couldn't tear away the inextricable connection between himself and the world. Even if he killed Xiahou, it seemed that the situation had not changed much.

So looking at the respectful and even awe-inspiring expressions of these foreign practitioners, and the excitement and excitement in people's eyes, Ning Que woke up in a daze, showing a gentle smile. Return calmly with these practitioners.

Although his expression is calm and calm. But the mood is not calm.

He has always been aware of the status of the college in the spiritual world, but when he entered the world in the past, he did not deal with lunatics or strong and terrifying seniors. Therefore, it was not until this moment that he really felt the power of the master and the respect or awe of the cultivator for the academy for the first time.

Whether it is respect or awe. It's all very beautiful.

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Although it is Haotian’s world, there are many cultivators, but after all, Datang is the world’s first powerful country. Naturally, there are also cultivating sects who are deeply influenced by the Tang and believe that they are close to the academy, a swordsman from Dahe. He didn't hesitate to pretend to be a younger disciple of the same school, knelt down in front of Ning Que and gave a big gift, then stood up and consciously stood at the nearest position beside Moshan Mountain. There was a proud look on his face.

This style is naturally a bit ridiculous, but most practitioners did not laugh, taking it for granted. If they are also practitioners of Dahe Country, they might kneel faster than that person. Although bookworms are charming, they can Who wouldn't want to hold her thigh? What's more, you can get close to the masters of the college as your mother's family.

However, after all, some people still can't stand it. With a sneer, the atmosphere beside the mountain stream was suddenly broken. The practitioners who were still saluting in a mess looked back in shock, wondering who was so bold?

Those who dare to laugh at this time naturally don't fear the college very much. Today Xiling Temple did not send anyone to come, and the monks of Lanke Temple were still under the mountain for some reason. The only person in the field who was qualified to confront the academy, or believed to be qualified to confront the academy, was the Southern Jin Jiange disciple.

Since the sword sage Liu Bai was born and was recognized by the practitioners as the world’s number one powerhouse, the Southern Jin Dynasty, which recognized itself as the world’s second strongest country, has become more and more proud, and sometimes even Tang Guo didn’t put much emphasis on it. In the eyes, the disciples of the sword pavilion who learned from Liu Bai are often known for their arrogance when walking in the spiritual world.

However, people guessed wrong. Even the disciples of Jiange didn’t dare to show no respect to the people in the academy. Even if Liu Yiqing was so blind, they had a hatred towards the academy, but that hatred must be a hatred of respect. .

It was indeed a Nanjin person who made the laugh.

But he is not a disciple of Jiange, but the prince of Southern Jin Dynasty.

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After confirming the identity of Ning Que, the prince of Southern Jin began to be angry, and his eyes showed resentment because of jealousy. Although he knew what the academy meant to Tang, even he shouldn’t provoke lightly, but watched those practices. He couldn't bear the appearance of the sluggish face in front of Ning Que.

The crowd gradually divided, and the Prince of Southern Jin came out.

Looking at the figure of Mo Shanshan, his face looked a little better, and he said in a deep voice: "Where is the right person to stand beside you, the master of the mountain? The chess master I brought It’s a court player, who will solve the endgame soon, and you will go up the mountain with us later."

There was no sound beside the mountain stream, and the expressions on the faces of the practitioners were very complicated. Many people wanted to laugh, but they didn't dare to laugh, so that their faces were very strange and wonderful.

In the past few years, the most famous men's and women's affairs in the world have long been no longer the small and fresh childhood stories of the nymph of the moon country **** and the prince of Longqing, but the college Ningque and the Dahe country bookworm and the little maid Sangsang The love triangle between the dog blood, this story has long been spread all over the country and deeply rooted in the hearts of the people.

At the beginning, the image of Sangsang in this story was very light. Everyone didn’t know who the little maid was, let alone understand why Ning Que insisted on choosing her instead of being sad and disappointed by the bookworm. Everyone began to feel unworthy for the bookworm and resented for her.

However, with the passage of time, many secrets ceased to be secrets. The spiritual world finally learned that the little maid Sangsang was the only heir of the former Guangming priest in the world, especially when the Xiling Temple was officially passed on a few months ago. After the title of Lady of Light was released, the situation suddenly changed.

At least in people's eyes, the little maid Sangsang finally has an equal status with the bookworm in this story, so this story becomes even more exciting.

With the deep accusation of the Southern Jin prince. The practitioners in the room remembered this famous affair, and naturally also remembered the rumored saying that the girl of light will always be by Ning Que.

People then remembered that there was a black carriage beside Shiping.

Everyone turned around and looked at the black carriage, their eyes became different, even more restrained than when they looked at Ning Que before, and the awe and fear were obviously much stronger.

Someone woke up first and hurriedly walked to the black carriage and knelt down.

As mentioned earlier, all those who cultivate Taoism respect the Temple of Xiling. The same is true beside the mountain stream. The practitioners hurriedly walked to the black carriage, and they knelt on the ground.

Everyone prayed devoutly: "Welcome the daughter of light to the kingdom of the world."

Sangsang's calm voice came from the carriage: "Get up all the time."

Ning Que smiled slightly, never expecting that the girl's voice could have such a reserved and majestic feeling.

The practitioners are relieved. They got up one after another, still maintaining a respectful posture, even with grass clippings and dust on their knees. No one dared to pat.

Looking at this scene, the Southern Jin prince’s face became more and more ugly. Only then did he realize that even the people around Ning Que were not inferior to him. If the little maid in the carriage succeeded the great priest of Guangming in the future, Wouldn't it be more noble than the identity of the father?

He didn't expect that something more irritating but helpless would happen next.

Sangsang's voice came from the carriage again: "Bookworm girl, would you like to accompany me up the mountain?"

The expression of the prince of the Southern Jin Dynasty changed suddenly.

The expressions of the practitioners suddenly became wonderful.

Ning Que's mood suddenly tightened.

He knows Sangsang very well, he knows very well. Sangsang previously called Mo Shanshan the mountain lord, but now he called her a bookworm girl. What is the meaning of the difference? Although there is no malice, I don't know if it will displease the other girl.

Mo Shanshan is not displeased, but smiles slightly.

She vaguely guessed why Sangsang called herself to get into the carriage and walk along.

Probably it was what the Prince of Southern Jin said earlier.

The prince of the Southern Jin Dynasty said that Ning Que was a lucky person.

Sangsang wanted to prove that this had nothing to do with Ning Que.

This is their business.

The Southern Jin prince invited the bookworm to go up the mountain together.

Sangsang also invited the bookworm to go up the mountain.

At the same time, he invited the bookworm to slap the Southern Jin prince in the face.

In order to vent my anger for my young master. Sangsang is willing to do a lot of things to let him maintain his vigor and glory in front of the world's practitioners, including this invitation that doesn't necessarily suit her.

Mo Shanshan sighed slightly, thinking about Ning Que all the time like Sangsang, and making Ning Que happy even without me. It's really unimaginable. Can you do it yourself if you change it?

Thinking is only a momentary matter.

Sangsang in order to give Ning Que face. This step has been achieved.

Mo Shanshan thought, what is it to take the initiative to take a step towards the black carriage?

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People watched the bookworm enter the black carriage, and then looked at Ning Que with different eyes. Apart from awe, there was a lot of envy. Ning Que knew that the truth of the matter was not the case. The two women riding in a carriage did not mean anything, but he naturally wouldn't excuse him. He walked to the front of the carriage and patted the big dark horse to signal for departure.

The black carriage started slowly.

Ning Que sat on the soft cushion in front of the car and looked at the sullen and ugly face of the Nanjin prince not far away. A hint of pleasure suddenly appeared, but that pleasure was still not enough.

Because the purpose of this trip was to treat Sangsang, he didn’t want to have more troubles, so whether it was the conflict of words when he met in Lanke Temple early in the morning yesterday, or the ridicule and accusation of the previous prince, he They were all indifferent, completely inconsistent with the low-key silence of the past.

However, it will be unhappy after all.

When the black carriage passed by the Prince of Nanjin, it suddenly stopped.

Ning Que looked at the ugly Southern Jin prince, and exclaimed, "Blow a pool of spring water."

As soon as the voice fell, someone laughed.

Even the practitioners who are afraid of the Southern Jin Dynasty did not laugh, but they were winking.

After all, it’s the affair of someone else’s family. The girl of the light has let the bookworm get into the carriage. Even if you are the distinguished prince of the Southern Jin Dynasty, why do you interfere and blame? You like bookworms, but bookworms don't like you. You want to provoke the relationship between bookworms and Mr. Thirteen in the Academy, but the girl of light didn't say anything. Is it your turn?

This is really wrinkling a pool of spring water, Guan Qing's story.

The entourage of the Southern Jin prince and the disciples of Jiange would naturally not laugh, but they were not angry, but bowed their heads in shame. In their opinion, the humiliation today is the humiliation of the prince.

The black carriage started again, slowly passing by the Prince of Nanjin, and then the second half of Ning Que's unfinished sentence was heard: "Fuck you motherfucker."

The prince of the Southern Jin Dynasty was trembling with anger. Hearing this **** at this time, his eyes turned black and he almost fainted.

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Ning Que lifted the driving curtain and took a look, and found that Sangsang's complexion was indeed good, so he didn't worry much. He just watched her face the mountain and sat silently, but was worried to the extreme.

Let’s go up the mountain to find Master Qishan first. He comforted himself like this, kicking the **** horse's **** lightly to signal it to be faster. However, the black carriage had not yet crossed the bridge and was stopped in front of the tiger's leap.

It was not the Southern Jin prince who stopped the carriage, but a very cold word.

"Even disciples of the academy must not fail to follow the rules. Is this how the Master teaches students?"

Beside the stone ping under the big green tree, the yellow-clothed old monk slowly raised his head and said slowly.

The black carriage stopped in front of the bridge.

Ning Que was silent for a moment.

He least likes to hear this kind of old-fashioned words, especially this kind of tone of using a teacher to suppress him. However, because Sangsang's illness requires Lankesi, he did not show his disgust.

He looked at the old monk and asked, "What is the rule?"

The yellow-clothed old monk slowly stood up and said: "You can cross the bridge only after breaking the endgame."

Ning Que shook his head and said, "Rules are dead, and people live."

He had said this to the bookworm before.

The old monk in yellow clothes said: "Only by observing the rules can people live."

This sentence implied a certain philosophy, but Ning Que didn't know if the old monk knew that his true purpose of bringing Sangsang into the mountain was to heal a disease, so he threatened him with this sentence.

He frowned slightly and said: "Does the master come here, and you want him to break through this mess to see Master Qishan?"

The yellow-robed old monk said with no change in expression: "If the Master comes here in person, Brother Qishan is afraid that he will be here, but the Master can ignore all the rules of the world. You are his disciple but you don’t have the qualifications. ."

Ning Que looked into the eyes of the old monk, and suddenly said: "Buddha teaches that all beings are equal. People and pigs and dogs are the same. Even though the gap between me and my teacher is like a stupid pig and dog, but I am Teachers are still equal, so if teachers can not follow the rules, why should I obey?"

The yellow-clothed old monk said indifferently: "The disciples of the academy really have no problems with their arguments, but I don't listen when I don't want to."

Ning Que said: "So the reason is that whose fist is stronger, the rules of your temple can only stop those who are unable to break the rules."

The yellow-clothed old monk frowned slightly and said: "Does Mr. Thirteen think he has the ability to exceed the rules of the world?"

Ning Que said, "I want to try it."

After saying this, he reached into the carriage.

Sangsang had already opened the arrow box and assembled the iron bow.

Ning Que took the iron bow, arched the bow, and pointed straight at the yellow-clothed old monk beside the stone.

Then he said, "Do you want to try it?"

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(I did it for a long time in the afternoon, but in the end I didn’t get it right. I hired a master and finally got it done very late. Then I started to disconnect the network and desperately coded words. As a result, I forgot the time and the code was over. At that time, this chapter is seven thousand words, and there are five thousand today. Continue to work hard, please support the monthly ticket recommendation. I really need some excitement now, thank you.)

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